i need not one thing more. (open & closed starters)

[invariances]

Who: Rey (invariances) & various. And you!
What: catch-all for the evacuation to Wyver. open prompts on the post, closed starters in the comments.
When: throughout end of October
Where: Olympia & Wyver
Warning(s): none atm

i. one quarter portion. [ olympia ]
[ rey is a desert rat. she's used to near-starvation on almost a daily basis, used to having to forage and scavenge for what she could sell to feed herself, and yet having come to el nysa she's become complacent with the availability of food and drink.

...sort of. she's hoarded a bit of foodstuffs for herself and poe — not nearly enough for what they'd need for an extended period of food unavailability — but she knows well that she needs to secure more, and with that in mind she begins stalking some of the street vendors who used to sell their products but have stopped doing so. if they're storing extra somewhere that they're no longer selling, she's going to find it.

sure enough, her sleuthing efforts uncover a makeshift warehouse with stores of produce, dried meats and grains. someone might sneak up on her, though, while she's busy stocking her knapsack with whatever isn't nailed down, hungrily sampling some of it in the process. ]

b. this much green in the whole galaxy. [ exploring wyver. ]
[ this new city that they've been taken to, wyver, is remarkably lush and green. rey's never seen anything like it, and they're hardly past the relocation efforts before she's taking off to explore different areas.

she can be found in the new city built inside of the canyon, testing rickety little walkway bridges and even attempting to use some of the shops/structures to scale and climb the canyon walls with. the north end markets will be a draw, as will the vibrant, colorful western entertainment district. the south end, though, holds her fascination even more potently; there's a sort of gravitational draw she feels in the force from the shamans' temples, and she can be found peeking into them, as well as wandering into areas designated for ceremonial rituals and gatherings.

she'll also find the market in the old city strangely somewhat familiar, with its slums and dilapidated buildings and huts and hovels that people have built themselves out of old metal materials...and it might even make her a little nostalgic as she browses, for her rusted-out at-at on jakku. ]

c. wildcard.
[ feel free to find rey in a scenario of your choosing, either in olympia or wyver! ]

Comments

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[jensaarai]

[It's sheer coincidence that Ren happens upon Rey. Not only here, but at just the right time to see her pocket some food that she definitely didn't pay for. He could ignore it and focus on his own preparations.

But that's not what he decides to do.

Using the Force, he lifts a piece of fruit from her knapsack, pulling it toward him until it's in his hand, a few feet away. He doesn't say anything until he's moved closer, returning the fruit to its proper place on the display as he leans over.]

They'd have your hand if they knew you were stealing. [Said as if this is somewhat amusing to him.]

8D

[invariances]

[ she's so busy that she doesn't use the force to keep her senses sharp around her, and as a result rey nearly leaps out of her skin when the piece of fruit levitates and flies away. her surprised gaze follows its path until it alights in ren's hand, and she stares at him open-mouthed for a long moment.

there's a shiver of rampant emotions that flits through her at seeing him again — anger, fear, mistrust, combined with an unsettling curiosity — and then she tamps down on those feelings, knowing he can probably access them with how easily she broadcasts. she hasn't yet learned how to mask her power yet, of course, with no one to teach her.

rey gets to her feet, not willing to yield the kind of assumed authority he'd have with her on her knees in front of him. ]

If that's the punishment for stealing food here, they'd only have it if they cut it off my dead body.

[ defiant even in the face of her attacker, who'd bested her last time they met in combat. she tips her chin at him, somewhat haughty, somewhat questioningly. ] What are you doing here? Attempting to scavenge for yourself?